“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

In nature there are no accidents. If you do not take Ruburt’s word then at least listen to mine. You need not take mine but listen to it, and there are no accidents. Now, if you accept, my dear Lady of Florence, the possibility of the slightest, smallest, most insignificant accident then, indeed, you open Pandora’s box. For logically there cannot be simply one small accident, but a universe in which accidents are not the exception but the rule. A universe in which, therefore, following logically, your consciousness is a combination of an accidental conglomeration of atoms and molecules without reason or cause that will vanish into nonexistence forever even as, indeed, they would have come from nonexistence.

(To Ned.) Now, I have a word over here to our friend and it is this. If you would express yourself more often as you did in your paper, either through poetry or prose or painting, you would feel great release. You would also learn things about yourself, and you would recognize the strength of your own individuality and not feel as though you had to go running hunted through the grasses, all kinds of grasses. That is what you need.

([Rachel:] “In other words I am withering up and dying.”)

In our small discussions, between what I say and the words you hear, I try to communicate, telepathically, with each of you so that you understand your progress, your achievements, your triumphs and also understand those areas in which you still need work and development.